After stalking Heathrow airport's flight departure page for an hour before breakfast, patiently awaiting confirmation that Blossom's flight had lifted off from dear old England and had turned southward for good old Aussie soil, I took a deep breath and officially began my day.
Twinings English Breakfast tea in honour of Blossom's holiday, leftover sundried tomato and spinach muffins with lashings of real butter, a good devotional, and my Bible - the perfect breakfast when one has an 18yo flying half way across the world alone and you need assurance and comfort!
Realising I had about 34 hours until she touched down here in Townsville, I opened all her windows and washed her quilts, then in a spark of inspiration decided I'd do a proper spring clean of my sewing room.
The thing is, once you get started on something like that you can't turn back!
It's been on my mind to sell off the fabrics that aren't 'me' (back to THIS post), and also to donate all the extras I never or rarely use. More and more I am finding my sewing room a place of suffocation because it's simply got way too much in it, and not enough free air for me to move about and create.
So...in I waded, boots and all!
By lunchtime I had almost filled the outside bin, and had two large garbage bags of donatables - plus a table piled high with fabrics to sell.
Box upon box was emptied and shelves were cleared.
Bit by bit it's coming together, but another day I think before I can sit and admire my energy and fortitude in culling so much.
I'll photograph all the fabric, patterns and 'stuff' for sale tomorrow, and list everything on a separate blog page for those in Australia (sorry, no overseas buyers) who might like to grab a bargain and relieve me of my excess.
I took time out to whip up a healthy stir fry for Mr E's dinner...
...but now it's time for a cuppa and back to the sewing room.
What did you do today?